#jylliana

So Jylliana had previously learned that she had Super Powers that let her grow wings and fly around doing Super Spells. She used this power against Dracula Captain Count Kronos.

UNBENOWNST TO JYLLIANA one of the cursed cards she took from Grail resulted in her turning into random animals upon injury. Thus resulting in her turning into a Sexy Sparkle Wolf and then a frog.

Xilwyn, Cacophony's secret identity

Formed the Cacophony persona initially to scam royals, but then found it too fun to give up. Has a large collection of university sweaters.

Has no interest in the obviously cursed object but might knock it off the shelf while maintaining eye contact.

Fuck, fuck, fuck. Lachlan felt like such an idiot, his head in his hands as he sat in the helm chair. Another eight hours of being stuck in the god damn Phlogiston, meaning eight hours for the man to think about how stupid and useless he was. He growled and fisted his hands into his hair, ready to pull it out in his frustration.

 He could never win with Jyll. No matter how many times he tried talking to her, he became an awkward pile of green goo as soon as she looked at him, trying his best to just talk like a functioning adult. Why was it easy to talk to her about things going on around the ship, but when it came to trying to get to know her a little better, he came undone?

 Letting out his frustration in the form of a long sigh, Lachlan leaned back, letting his head rest against the top of the chair, eyes closed as he tried to focus on flying the ship. Except when they were flying through the Phlogiston, it took little to no effort to keep the Kestrel on track. So it was just him and his thoughts. Thoughts of Jyll and Jyll alone.

 As if thinking her name summoned her to the very front of his mind, his connection with the entire ship brought him to her. The Cleric was seated in the Wardroom by herself, curled up in the cozy arm chair with a book in her hands. He knew that book by sight alone, mostly because Xilwin loved to chase him around with it and ask him way too personal questions.

 He could feel the blush making its way onto his cheeks as he watched Jyll, knowing it was wrong to watch her while he was at the helm, but completely unable to stop himself. She seemed so content, her own cheeks dusted with a flush as she read that Orc romance novel, one he knew she had ready before. She gently turned the pages, her fingers absentmindedly stroking the edges of the book as her eyes slowly scanned the words on the pages.

 Something in the book brought a small smile to her face, so soft and pure since she thought herself alone, and Lachlan’s heart clenched in his chest. He pulled away from her, though it didn’t help get her off his mind.

 “If only I could be half as suave as the Orc in that book,” he said, voice dripping with melancholy, “Then maybe I’d be able to tell her how I felt. Or even be bold enough to tell her how badly I want to kiss her. To touch her skin…”

 His imagination brought him back to the Wardroom, though in a full blown day dream. Jyll was still there, sitting and reading, but Lachlan was there too. When she noticed him standing in front of her, she placed her book to the side, looking up at him with her eyes full of such raw emotion, even his dream self gulped.

 “Did you need something?”

 “Come here Jyll,” he said with more authority in his voice than he’d ever had. She gave him a curious glance, but didn’t hesitate or decline his order. She walked up to him and stood closer to him than was strictly necessary, looking up at him through her thick eyelashes.

 “Yes Lachlan?” she breathed, and the man could hear her heart beating rapidly inside her chest.

 He didn’t respond to her question. Or, at least not with words. Instead, he moved one of his hands to cup the back of her head, fingers weaving through her metallic colored hair as his thumb gently caressed her scarred cheek. Jyll’s breath hitched and she suddenly stood very still, but didn’t step away from him.

 For a minute, he continued to take her in, smell her scent mixed with his own as they stood so close to one another. Then he leaned down and pressed his lips against her own, being gentle as to not hurt her with his tusks. As soon as their skin made contact, a small sound left Jyll’s throat, quiet but pleasured, and Lachlan matched her moan with one of his own.

 A suddenly tight grip around Lachlan’s cock pulled him from his thoughts with a startled huff, bringing him back into the tower where he sat, alone, with his pants undone and his extremely hard member wrapped in his own shaking hand. Gods, he had been daydreaming so deeply he’d forgotten where he was. An embarrassed blush took his entire face, and he went to let go of himself when his attention was thrust back towards Jyll, the real one, as she stood up from the arm chair, stretching her arms to work up her blood flow, showing off her muscles and pushing out her chest.

 And there he was, back in his daydream, kissing a very willing Jyll, who was no longer in her armor, but a simple blue nightdress, with the thin straps slowly starting to fall off her shoulders. The hand that wasn’t in her hair moved down her arm, stroking softly, and continued to do so down her body until he reached her hip. He pulled her closer to his body, letting her feel the hardness of him through his pants, causing her to gasp. Enjoying the feeling, Jyll moved her arms to wrap around his neck, bringing them closer together. Lachlan moaned and opened his mouth enough to allow his tongue to enter Jyll’s welcoming mouth, allowing him to drown in her sweet taste.

 Lachlan’s hips bucked up into his hand, which started to pump at his cock, pulling a small groan from the man. Gods, this felt so good but this was so wrong. He couldn’t just do this, not when he was so conflicted about the woman, not when he was supposed to be flying the ship.

 But the Kestrel was pretty much on auto-pilot in this territory, with a spellcaster in the helm to only really keep the thing floating. His attention didn’t have to be here. It could be back in that daydream.

 Jyll sucked his tongue farther into her mouth, eliciting a groan from Lachlan, and a deeper on as she pressed against him, her hips flush to his own now, allowing her to feel the full length of him. As she continued to kill him, her hand snuck between them to free him from his pants. She used their bodies to create friction between them, moving her body around to stroke him without her hands. Lachlan growled and pulled away from the kiss, watching her as she continued to move. Her eyes locked onto his, and the look begged him for more.

 His hands went to the hem of her dress, pulling the thin fabric up to her hips, baring her to him and he found that she wasn’t wearing any underwear. Her face flushed, causing her to look away, but he gently grabbed her chin to make her look back at him.

 “You’re so beautiful Jyll.”

 “Lachlan-”

 No, no, no, this was wrong! Lachlan bit at his bottom lip, holding in his sounds as his hand continued to stroke his dick. He couldn’t be doing this. This was wrong. He shouldn’t be jerking off to his crush, no matter how hot she made him, or how much being around her drove him crazy. He shouldn’t do this. He shouldn’t be doing this.

 He pulled one of her legs up to rest against his hip, the tip of his shaft moving back and forth against the slit of her pussy. Jyll let out a small squeak, both her hands going to grab at his forearms as she looked down to watch him moving back and forth. It was hard to keep himself at a slow pace, and harder still to keep himself from pushing inside of her, but just watching the way this teased her and made her breathing faster made up for it.

 “Jyll, do you want me?”

 “Lachlan, I’ve wanted you since the first time I laid eyes on you,” her eyes turned tender and she brought her face closer to his, lips moving against his own as she said, “I love you Lachlan.”

 The Half-Orc growled and started to stroke at himself faster, hips shaking as he stopped himself from thrusting into his own hand. He was too far gone, he couldn’t stop himself. With sweat starting to form on his brow, Lachlan went back into his fantasy.

 Lachlan pushed Jyll against the closest wall, loving the way Jyll gasped at his roughness, and pressed himself against her center to pin her there. His other hand went to move her other leg, hoisting her up so that both of her legs were wrapped around him, his hands on her ass to hold her up. Her mouth made an ‘o’ shape as he did so, eye wide and innocent, never having been in this position before.

 At the same time Lachlan leaned in to give the woman a deep kiss, he also sheathed himself inside of her, making her cry into his mouth, a sound he greedily swallowed. He allowed her time to adjust to him and the new position, then started to rock her back and forth slowly, letting his arms do all the work.

 “Lachlan,” Jyll whimpered, voice quiet and her shallow breaths growing louder every time he pressed back into her.

 “It’s okay, you can let go Jyll. I’ve got you.”

 Trusting him, Jyll’s nails dug into his back as his pace picked up, the clapping of skin growing louder and faster. He continued to hit the end of her, and as he rubbed against the sweet spot inside of her, Jyll threw her head back, letting out a loud moan that ripped through his core.

 Lachlan groaned and tightened his grip around his cock, his stroked rougher as he began to pull the beginnings of an orgasm out of himself. He knew his eyes would be almost pure black, with his pupils so dilated that there wouldn’t be much iris to see. As beads of sweat continued to roll down his temple, a small whine left him, and his other hand went to fondle his balls.

 Lachlan’s hips snapped in a quick rhythm, the sound of her thick thighs slapping against him a continuous sound as the Half-Orc continued to fuck the quaking woman in his arms. Jyll’s head kept thrashing back and forth and she mumbled things under her breath, curses and prayers to her Goddess mixed in with the pleading sound of his name.

 He moved her arms to wrap around his neck again, making sure that she was held there secure before he tilted her down, holding her in a position as if she was lying on a bed. Jyll’s wide eyes went to him, a question in them.

 “All you have to do it hold on and feel me, okay?”

 He didn’t give her time to respond before he started to hammer into her, moving so fast it was hard to pinpoint his movements. Jyll’s mouth was stuck open in a silent moan, her eyes almost rolling into the back of her head, her arms locked tight around Lachlan’s neck. His breathing was getting ragged, and he knew he wasn’t going to last long, but he needed to get Jyll there first.

 He started to hit harder and deeper, and when Jyll started to scream, he knew he wasn’t going to last long. Growls and grunts left him, growing more and more animalistic as Jyll said his name like a prayer over and over. Her whole entire body was shaking with tremors, her back arching as her hips met him thrust for thrust.

 Lachlan leaned closer and started to bite and suck at Jyll’s neck and jaw, where he then whispered to her, “Let go.”

 Let go she did. She let out one more scream before she clenched around him, pulling herself up to cling to Lachlan as she rode out her orgasm. She bounced up and down, sobbing as the waves hit her hard, and hearing her primal noises, Lachlan couldn’t help but roar as he came inside her, his pumps falling out of rhythm as he emptied himself inside her.

 Lachlan had to cover his mouth with a hand as he came, his orgasm hitting him so hard he was almost paralyzed in the chair as his cum covered his still pumping hand and pants. He continued to twitch as small aftershocks rocked him, ripping small whimpers out of him as well as the soft chant of Jyll’s name.

 When he was finally himself again, Lachlan looked down at himself as he panted, groaning at the mess he had made all over himself. Embarrassment quickly filled him, though he was relieved no one had come in while he’d been deep in his own mind.

Neither of the three of them knew how long they stayed like that, holding onto one another as they looked at the star before them. It could have been hours, or minutes, but all that they knew was that there was no place that they’d rather be. The only thing stopping them from just spending the night here was the fact that they had no idea what kind of wildlife inhabited this forest, waiting for an easy meal of three sleeping lovers.

 But that didn’t mean they couldn’t enjoy some other things.

 Lachlan had dozed off a couple times, being so warm and nestled next to his lovers feeling safer than he ever had before, it was hard not to give into the soft pull of slumber. That thought soon became impossible, however, when the man felt a gentle kiss against his neck, followed by the scraping of teeth down his skin. His eyes widened, and if it hadn’t been for the weight lying on either side of him, he might have jumped up.

 “What’s wrong?” Jyll asked, turning her head to look directly at him. Max, on his other side, chuckled and did it again, this time making a satisfied noise at the taste of Lachlan’s skin.

 “Max is just b-being extremely unfair, ah!” The arm he had wrapped around Max tightened reflexively, which only pulled the wolf man closer towards him.

 “Max, stop teasing him! You know how sensitive his neck is!”

 “Mmm, but I’m not teasing Jylliana. How can I lay here like this with you both and not want to fuck you into oblivion?”

 The reaction to his crude words was instantaneous. Lachlan and Jyll’s entire faces were covered in a dark blush, they stumbled over their words as they tried to process, and they started to sit up to get some space from one another. With a frown, Max moved and was straddling Lachlan to keep him down and a tight hold on Jylliana’s arm to keep her from bolting.

 “Max, you-you can’t just, just say that!” Jyll nervously shouted, looking at anything other than the two men, but stopped trying to get away.

 “Why? It’s how a feel, and we’re all adult here, alone in a romantic area.”

 “But we’re just out in the open!” Lachlan sputtered, even though his hands had gone to Max’s hips to steady the man on top of him. Said man smiled down at his boyfriend, enjoying his innocence as well as his touch.

 “In the middle of the forest, with no one around, with no one looking for us. What place could be better?”

 “A room with a bed!”

 Max leaned closer to Jyll, his mouth close to her ear as he whispered to her, “No room is going to be sound proof enough to keep the three of us from telling the world exactly how great our sex life is. And I don’t want to cover up those beautiful sounds when Lachlan and I start to touch you.”

 Jyll choked on her own air at that, immobilized by the imagery running through her mind, and the fact that while she was mortified, she was also incredibly turned on by just his words. Knowing that he had Jyll commited to the plan, Max’s gaze turned to Lachlan, looking down at the beautiful man cast in glowing light.

 “If you don’t want it, I’ll stop right here, right now, and we can just enjoy the rest of the night like we were before.”

 Lachlan knew Max was serious, because he always gave them both this offer. He knew Jyll and Lachlan were new to this relationship, and especially to a relationship like this, with him. Max always wanted to touch and kiss them, be around them every second of the day, but they were just so bashful. If Lachlan wasn’t up to it, Max would smile at him, not push the issue, and go back to lying right beside him.

 But looking up at his shadowed, handsome face and feeling the warmth of him on his body, why would he ever say no? Hands gripping tighter on his hips, Lachlan nodded and sat up to reach Max, and in a rare fashion, was the one to kiss Max first. It caught the wolf man off guard, causing him to hesitate, but not for long. He wrapped his arms around Lachlan’s neck and fell deeper into the kiss, pushing his tongue inside his mouth to taste him, get as close to him as possible, and couldn’t stop from grinding himself into the man’s lap.

 The half-orc let out a groan and softly thrust his hips up instinctively, already lost in the feel of his lover. Max pulled away and let out a throaty laugh, close to purring at how bold the man was being.

 “Ready it seems. But I have plans for you yet.”

 He got off of Lachlan’s lap and turned to Jyll, who had just been joyfully watching her boyfriends enjoy one another. When Max put his attention to her, she was shivering in nervousness and excitement. He crawled to her, causing her to lay back onto the ground and he came into her space, soon caging her under his body. His eyes kept full contact with hers and he ducked his face down towards her chest. Jyll held her breath, but let it out quickly when he kissed the exposed skin between her breasts, licking and nibbling his way up.

 Jyll squirmed under him, not knowing what to do other than enjoy the moment. As Max licked a long line from the base of her neck up to her job, she let out a breathless moan and wrapped one of her legs around his waist, her back arching up to keep closer to Max’s lips. He hummed against her skin, kissing and sucking, though not hard enough to leave a mark on her flesh.

 “My, do I love the way you move for me, Jylliana. Now, be a good girl and stay right there.”

 Jyll’s head was too full to do anything but lay there and watch as Max pulled Lachlan up and moved him, so that now he was over her. Except, his arms were by her legs, his face right next to her belly button. And like the good bottom he was, Lachlan continued to mold himself like clay to Max’s hands, moving where he was supposed to, arching to the curve that Max wished of him, until his face pressed against Jyll like she was a pillow and his ass was high in the air.

 “God, what a sight you two are. I’m the luckiest man in the world. Now Lachlan, take off Jyll’s skirt.”

 Both of them made a sound of surprise, eyes wide as they looked at each other. Jyll’s eyes were wide, her breathing shallow, embarrassed to say that the thought of Lachlan ripping over her clothes was something she had always dreamed of. When there was too long of a silence with no movement, Max growled and moved one step closer.

 “Don’t make me say it again.”

 Lachlan did a full body shiver, biting at his lip before he started to do as he was told. His thick fingers started to undo the knots on the skirt, a feat easy for him, and pushed the fabric out of the way, leaving the woman in her underwear. Jylliana’s instinct was to cover herself back up to try and keep some of her blood out of her face, but she kept still, knowing that Max would just think of something more ridiculous.

 Max leaned down now, over Lachlan and Jyll both, that stupid, sexy smirk on his face. “And I was hoping there would be nothing under there. Not to worry. You won’t have them for much longer. Lachlan?”

 With a rumble of a growl coming from his chest, and his pupils down to slits, Lachlan pressed his face into Jyll’s thigh, kissing and nipping at the smooth skin, earning himself small gasps, before he moved to her underwear. He placed a kiss right on her center, making Jyll moan, and then his hands moved to her hips. With only a single look to his girlfriend, Lachlan grabbed onto the thin fabric, and easily ripped it off into pieces.

 “Holy fuck!” Jylliana yelled, gripping onto Lachlan’s arms that were around her thighs, shivering in anticipation as Lachlan’s hungry gaze consumed her. His fingers dug deep into the flesh of her thighs, and he pulled her closer to him, her bare pussy right in front of his mouth and puffs of hot air blew on her.

 “Lachlan,” the woman whimpered, unable to look away from him, even as Max leaned into Lachlan’s ear to whisper.

 “Go ahead, my love. Taste her.”

 Lachlan didn’t have to be told twice. Instantly, his mouth was on her lower lips, his tusks pressing into her skin roughly while his tongue penetrated her. Jyll’s eyes went incredibly wide, her mouth open to moan even as nothing came out. Her hands went instantly to his hair, gripping onto him for dear life.

 The half-orc continued to lap into her, alternating between long strokes and closing his lips around her clit to suck and cause her to cry out. At first, Jylliana’s hips were bucking wildly, with her confused if she wanted to be closer or farther away from Lachlan’s sinful tongue. At some point, Lachlan moved his muscular arms that had been around her thighs to wrap around her hips, getting a better angle to keep her down. Once she was no longer able to struggle, he continued his onslaught, pushing his tongue in and out of her, his face covered in the sheen of her juices.

 The attacks only stopped when Lachlan suddenly pulled away with a gasp, whipping his head around to look at Max, which the two had forgotten in their lust. He’d roughly pulled the man’s pants down, which has pulled his attention away from the woman, and gave him a dirty smile.

 “Did I tell you to stop?”

 “N-no.”

 “Then keep going.” To add a punctuation to his command, a single finger pushed its way into Lachlan’s ass, making him shout out and grip onto Jylliana tighter. With Max’s other hand, he pushed Lachlan’s face back into Jyll, the man’s shouts of pleasure vibrating through her, causing her own moans and grunts to pierce the air. Like a cycle, the continued, with Max pumping one finger, then two, into Lachlan as he sucked and licked at Jyll’s pussy.

 When Max started to speed up his fingering, Lachlan growled and sucked hard on Jyll’s clit, pulling at it as gently as he could while he was consumed with his own pleasure, and the woman couldn’t hold it back anymore. Hands tightly gripping the half-orc’s hair, she came with a shout, trying her best to move and wriggle out of the hold. Lachlan was about to do just that before Max barked at him.

 “Keep going, don’t let up on her now. Make her beg.”

 He couldn’t go against a single order he made, so through his own fog of pleasure, he kept going. His tongue continued to push into her like he wanted his dick to, riding out her orgasm with her, even as he continued it. When she seemed to be coming down from her high, he moved his hand so his finger could circle around her wet clit and new noises came out of Jyll. She kept throwing her head from side to side, crying out his name as her moans took up most of her breath.

 “Lachlan, Lachlan, please!”

 “What do you want him to do, Jylliana? You might have to be louder, because he’s busy on both ends.”

 Max pushed into him a little harder then, earning a muffled cry, and he started to thrust himself backwards onto Max’s fingers, begging silently for more. Max rewarded him, pushing deeper and harder, even while his eyes were all for Jyll.

 “He’s so lost in all this lust, how is he supposed to understand? What do you want him to do Jyllliana? He won’t stop unless I tell him to. And you have to tell me what you want.”

 Jyll screamed as another orgasm ripped through her, her hands moving to her sides so she could dig into the dirt to try and ground herself, but it wasn’t working. This felt so fucking good, but it was too much. She was going to explode, he was going to lick her raw, and she couldn’t say anything.

 “Tell me, Jylliana. Do you want him to stop?”

 “Yes,” she gasped, biting down on her lip. The answer was barely audible.

 “I couldn’t hear you my love. Do you want him to stop? Or do you want him to fuck you?”

 “Yes, Goddess yes! Just please, please!”

 “Use words Jylliana, tell me what you want!” Max growled loudly, pushing a third finger into Lachlan that made him softly scream.

 “I want him to fuck me! Shit, I want you to fuck me, but someone please!”

 “That’s all you needed to say. Lachlan, stop.”

 In an instant, he did as he was told, pulling away from her and breathing heavily, able to rest with Jyll now that Max had also pulled his fingers out of him. For a long minute, the couple lay like a pile of bricks, unable to move. Jyll felt Lachlan being pulled away from her, but wasn’t able to look where he went, her eyes closed tight as she tried to regain her breath.

 When she finally had the sense of mind to lift her head, heat came over her again as she saw Lachlan on his knees, greedily taking in Max’s cock, the thrusts slow leaving him dripping wet.

 Max threw his head back, his breathing now effected, and clenched his teeth.

 “Lachlan, those thick lips of yours are just too sweet. How was I ever so lucky to find myself a man like you?”

 Lachlan didn’t respond, knowing it was a rhetorical question, but continued to suck Max. His hands made themselves busy by pushing his pants down even farther so he could free his own dick, and immediately started to stroke himself to relieve the pressure he held.

 Jyll was almost strong enough to stand when Max pulled the half-orc away from him with a “pop”, his breathing heavy as he lovingly stared down at his boyfriend. He brushed a couple loose strand back from his face then turned to Jyll, who had been happily watching the scene before her.

 “Don’t bother getting up. We’ll come to you. Literally.”

 If she had been in a different mindset, she might have scoffed at the stupid joke, but instead her breath caught in her throat as they made her way to her, back into the same position, but Lachlan fully over her, face directly on top of her own. She could feel the heavy weight of his cock on her stomach and couldn’t help but whine.

 “Don’t make her wait. Give her everything she wants.”

 Lachlan smiled down at Jyll, a smile too sweet for the dirty things they were doing right now, and pressed his lips against hers in a sweet kiss as he slowly pushed himself inside of her. They almost broke their kiss as they moaned in sync together, and Lachlan knew he should have given her more time to recuperate, since he’d been forced to bring her again and again, but she felt so good around him that he couldn’t stop moving, didn’t want her to stop moaning his name.

 Jyll couldn’t help but dig her nails into the skin of Lachlan’s shoulders, doing all that she could to hold on for the ride she was taking. She was still so sensitive from the man’s tongue, every pump from his cock felt like more, hit every spot inside of her harder, deeper, and she never wanted it to end.

 “Harder, Lachlan,” she whimpered, her hips moving up to meet every thrust, “Harder, please.”

 “Fuck, don’t say it like that,” he grunted, shivering at her pleading words.

 “Don’t come to quickly, my love,” Max said from behind them, kneeling down to place his chest against Lachlan’s back, “Look how much she wants you.”

 The wolf man tangled his hand into Lachlan’s hair, pulling him up so that his entire chest was flush against Max’s chest, and his ass pushed against Max’s hard, throbbing cock, feeling the head of him still wet and ready to enter him.

 “Don’t look at me, look at her,” he demanded, moving his attention back to the woman that lay under him.

 Max pushed the head of his cock inside of Lachlan, making the half-orc swear, but he continued to look down at Jyll. Max pressed the side of his face against Lachlan, so they could both look at their lover.

 “Look at how fucking beautiful she is,” he whispered, though it was loud enough for the woman to hear, and she blushed harder than she already was, “There she is, open and ready for you.”

 Max pushed himself gently in further, the sounds his boyfriend was making causing him to grow even harder. “Don’t her moans move you, make you want to go crazy, pin her to the ground and just fuck her?”

 “Yes, God yes,” Lachlan growled, with the sound trailing off to a moan as Max thrust inside a little bit further.

 “Do you know how lucky you are to have her in your arms, right now and every day? To wake up with her, to love her, to just be there next to her?”

 “Yes, I know. I’m a very lucky man.”

 “Goddess, I can’t take this.”

 Ignoring her, Max pushed himself the rest of the way inside of Lachlan, grunting along with him as they moved together, and he bit the man’s ear, pulling the lobe between his teeth. Lachlan loudly cursed and moved forward, pushing farther into Jylliana and making her moan.

 “Then you need to show her that. Fuck her, and don’t stop until your spent.”

 Then Max started to fuck the man in earnest, moving his hands from the half-orc’s hair to his hips, thrusting into him slowly to start, eyes locked onto Jylliana, and many words were passed between them. But it wasn’t time for talking. It was time to make them scream.

 As Max began to fuck Lachlan, he had no choice but to follow his pace, pushed forward by the man behind him. Not that Jyll was mad about that, exactly the opposite. The fact that their was another weight on top of them both only pushed the man’s cock deeper into her, hitting exactly the right place. Unable to control herself, the woman leaned up and bit the skin on Lachlan’s neck, leaving marks from her teeth and sucking to leave a bruise on his skin.

 Lachlan screamed at the sensation, unable to move as she continued her onslaught of biting, sucking, and licking, his eyes rolling into the back of his head as the pleasure of Jyll’s teeth and Max’s cock both hit him at the same time.

 “This isn’t fucking fair,” he said through gritted teeth, gasping at a deep thrust from behind.

 “Make it fair then, my love.”

 Lachlan nodded and took the order to heart, completely pinning Jyll to the ground, with her teeth still around him, and decided that this risk would be worth it. He snapped his hips as fast as he could, since he was stuck between two people, but it was enough to make both his lovers yell in surprise. Caught on by his plan, though he knew it wouldn’t last long, Max matched his pace.

 “Fuck!” Jylliana yelled, unable to push up to meet them because of the bodies on top of her, though she didn’t need to. Lachlan’s waist was big enough to open her wide enough that there was no resistance, and he would have loved to watch his cock slide in and out of her, but he wouldn’t have given up this position for the world.

 Max, able to watch both of his partners under him yell out their pleasure, making delicious noises that he was sure they weren’t aware of, was bringing him close. He wished they could have more time together, would have loved to drag Jylliana into the pond and fucked her their, letting the water splash around him, but the way Lachlan moaned for him, the way Jylliana wasn’t able to even form words to curse them, and the way he could feel himself losing his grip, he knew he would come soon.

 His teeth clasped onto Lachlan’s shoulder, digging in maybe a little bit too roughly, but it didn’t stop the half-orc from roaring his pleasure, and Jyll was right there with him when Max moved a hand between her and Lachlan and circled the woman’s clit with his fingers.

 “Max, Lachlan, fuck!”

 Jyll was the one to come first, and very suddenly as she screamed at the top of her lungs, entire body shaking with her orgasm. Knowing he wouldn’t be able to survive the quivering of her pussy, Lachlan pulled out, but had no respite as Max moved from Jylliana to him, pumping his cock in sync with his thrusts into his ass.

 “Please Max,” Lachlan begged, his hips unable to stop moving, trying to follow Max’s hand movements, “Please, let me come.”

 “Fuck, when you say it like that, how can I not?” Max growled, strain in his voice but his authority unwavering, “Come.”

 It was like a command for both of them. As Lachlan yelled and was almost unable to hold himself up as he spent himself on Max’s hand and all over the ground, Max also came inside of him, his cock buried deep inside as his hot seed spilled into Lachlan. Max’s sounds were almost animalistic, and he wasn’t able to stop small, sporadic hip thrusts into him as the spasms faded.

 As they came down from their high, Max gently laid Lachlan down, knowing that he’d probably fall to the ground without his help. The man’s eyes looked up at the stars, his chest rising up and down as he took deep breaths as if he hadn’t been able to take in any air.

 “God damn.”

 “You’ve got that right,” Jyll whimpered, able to turn on her side, but that was about it. Max laid next to her, lying down himself and pulling her to lay on his chest. He left a long kiss on top of her head but that was all he was able to manage.

 “Do you think we’re going to be able to leave here for the night?”

 “That’s a good question.”

 “We probably scared off any people or predators in the area. We might be able to just pass out.”

 “Or rest up for the next round.”

 “Give us a fucking minute, Max!”